I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

They apparated into the plaza again.

Ahead of the fog, Dumbledore asked Newt about the Ministry of Magic.

"They still believe it was you," Newt said, "that sent me to New York."

Dumbledore smiled: "You said it wasn't me?"

"Yes, although it is indeed you." Newt accepted Dumbledore's news and went to Egypt, and the following series of things happened.

Although Dumbledore told him that it was because the Dumbledore family was particularly close to the magical birds.

In the Dumbledore family's rumors, the phoenix will come when the Dumbledore family is in desperate need of help.

Dumbledore also gave an example. It is said that his great-grandfather had a phoenix, but after the death of his great-grandfather, the phoenix flew away.

"With all due respect, Professor, I do not believe that is why you are telling me about the Thunderbirds."

Newt is no longer the Newt who was fooled when he was in school. He asked, "What about the fire dragon? He was also your arrangement?"

"of course not."

The two walked and chatted.

"I'm surprised too, a talking dragon." Dumbledore glanced behind him, someone followed, he grabbed Newt's arm, and the two of them Apparated and disappeared.

Two figures appeared at Victoria Bus Station.

"Credence is in Paris, Newt." Dumbledore said, skipping the subject of the dragon. "He's looking for his real family, I guess, and you've heard rumors about his real identity?"

real identity?

Newt said very honestly, "No."

Dumbledore and Newt board a stopped bus.

After they sat down, Dumbledore said; "Pure-blood wizards speculate that he is the last blood of an important French family."

"The baby that people thought was missing."

Newt was shocked to hear the news.

Important French family?

A raven crest appeared in his mind.

Lestrange?

"Leta's brother?"

Leta Lestrange.

A classmate of Newt's school days, but also someone he admired.

Of course, this is all in the past.

Now Leta is another Scamander's fiancée, and Newt's heart has already gone to another girl.

"That's what they guessed."

Dumbledore did not deny his guess, and continued: "Pure blood or not, what I know is that it silently grows where love is lacking."

"Like the twins of darkness, they regard the host as their only companion." Dumbledore persuaded Newt, "If Credence has brothers and sisters who can replace Mo Ran, he may still be saved."

Dumbledore paused slightly when he said this, another figure appeared in his mind.

His own sister, Arianna Dumbledore.

Not only guilt, but also regret.

If the original self could understand this truth, the tragedy would not have happened.

"Wherever he is in Paris, he is either in danger or someone else is in danger."

"Although I don't know his life experience, but he must be found, and I hope that you will find him."

Credence reminded him of his sister and wanted to make amends, even to stop Grindelwald.

Dumbledore conjured a business card out of thin air, it was Nico Flamel's business card.

He handed it to Newt.

Newt examined the card suspiciously.

After arranging everything, Dumbledore Apparated and left.

Newt chased after him, and after a while you chased me and I went mine.

Newt yelled, "Dumbledore, one more question."

Dumbledore stopped apparating.

Newt walked up quickly and asked, "Do you know a wizard with white hair?"

"elder?"

"No, young man," Newt said. "He's the Obscure, the Obscure who completely controls the Obscurity."

Dumbledore looked surprised.

"He may have a relationship with Credence," Newt said, staring at Dumbledore, "and Grindelwald."

"Sorry, I've never seen anyone like that in my memory."

Dumbledore thought, if he had known such a person when he was young, Ariana's tragedy might not have happened.

"White-haired wizard..."

Dumbledore's hard-to-get and his precise handling of Newt's psychology allowed him to compromise successfully.

But when Newt returned home, more things urged him to go to Paris.

...

Paris.

hidden.

The circus is back here.

Credence grows a beard.

Inside the monster tent, Nagini knelt beside a large box, stroking the circus costume.

It's time for her to perform again.

Credence seemed to have given up on the possibility of being picked up by John, and walked quickly towards Nagini.

He whispered through the fence: "Nagini."

"Credence." Nagini turned and walked over, and the two looked at each other through the fence.

"I know where she is," Credence said. "We're running away tonight."

Just as Nagini was about to reply, the fat wizard walked to Nagini's tent and stepped forward quickly.

"I told you to stay away from her, kid!" The fat wizard said viciously in a disgusted tone, "Did I let you rest? Go clean Kabbah!"

With that said, the fat wizard drew the curtain between them.

Credence looked up at the caged Charmander.

Great circus show tonight.

The circular performance stage was a big cage, and beside the cage, many drunks and wizards who loved to hunt for strange things were watching.

The fat wizard Skander, as the host, said loudly: "Jessile, in our little program of monsters and strange people, I want to introduce to you..."

"Blood Curse Orc!"

He jerked open the curtain, and Nagini stood there in his snakeskin suit.

The sight of such a beautiful woman in the crowd, men whistling, heckling loudly, drunk drunks uttered indecent abuse, as if it would make them orgasm inside their heads.

In the crowd, the white-haired wizard had a kind of surprise in his eyes.

"Nagini?"

John stepped forward a little so he could see better.

But immediately after hearing Skander's words, the surprise in those eyes turned into endless killing intent.

"Once trapped in the Indonesian jungle with a blood curse on her."

Skender insulted the involuntary woman loudly, "Such an inferior creature deserves to be shown as a beast for eternity!"

Inferior creatures?

The murderous intent in the white-haired wizard's eyes sent a chill that made everyone's hair stand on end.

Even the fat wizard Skander.

Drunken alcoholic fights a cold war.

There was no more noise, and everyone fell silent tacitly.

An indescribable feeling permeated the tent.

John took a deep breath, a growl coming out of his mouth.

Golden flames spread like smoke along his breath.

A dark-skinned figure with a feathered hat on his head noticed him.

There was another person, too, who noticed the striking white.

"It's him?" Tina saw John.

She immediately thought of the white-haired wizard who appeared at the subway station.

Tina followed Credence to the circus, and when she saw John, she knew immediately that her guess was right.

She wants to push through the crowd.

At this moment, the tent burst into flames.

"on fire!"

There was a terrified shout.

Interrupting Credence's move to release the Charmander also stopped Nagini from turning into a snake.

They were all surprised.

The crowd scattered in panic, and the flames wrapped around the tent like a devil.

The person who was touched screamed, and the skin on his arm was burned.

John restrained the urge to burn all those who had seen Nagini's ugly appearance to death. The black air in the corner of his eyes dissipated, and a hole appeared in the golden flame.

Those who were trapped rushed over immediately.

Stampede, scream, chaos.

Skander wanted to do something, but the cane in his hand turned into a big black snake, biting him.

His blood flowed out like a water balloon with a hole.

"Nagini!" Credence rushed out and grabbed Nagini's hand.

Nagini was puzzled: "Did you do it, Credence?"

"No, it's not me." Credence didn't have time to do it.

They want to take advantage of the chaos to escape.

John suppressed his excitement, and the flame automatically bypassed him when it was about to touch him.

A channel formed by flames appeared.

The cage melts quickly when touched.

Credence shielded Nagini, staring at the place where the flames were burning.

Suddenly, the flame opened.

John smiled, "Credence, I think I'm running late."

His eyes turned to Nagini, and he greeted in a soft, gentle voice, "Hello, Nagini."

...